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digitaldaydreamm · 26 days ago

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omg i just read rafe’s love languages for the unspoken claim series, and what if he does romantic things for valentines day, her birthday and other holidays. for example on valentines day he decorates her room with balloons, flowers, luxurious gifts and when people try to tell her how cute and romantic that is she doesn’t see it because he has been doing stuff like that for her since they were kids, but she what she also doesn’t realize is that he has only ever done stuff like that for her and never anyone else.

also thank you for taking the time to read this and i absolutely love your writing !!🫶🏽💗

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rafe x childhood friend!reader

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★ You wake up to find your entire room filled with red and pink balloons, fresh roses covering your bed, and a neatly wrapped box on your dresser. Inside? A designer bag you casually mentioned months ago, and a handwritten note in Rafe’s messy scrawl: Happy Valentine’s, kid. You don’t question it—you never do. Rafe always does stuff like this. But when Topper and Kelce start teasing him, saying it’s basically a confession, you just laugh. “He’s always been like this with me.” You don’t realize that he’s never been like this with anyone else.

★ For your birthdays, Rafe goes all out. Always has. Always will. A private dinner, a new piece of jewelry, “just something to match the necklace I got you last year,” he says, and a cake from your favorite bakery. When people gush over how romantic it is, you shake your head. “It’s just Rafe.”

★ While everyone else gets standard gifts from Rafe for christmas—expensive, but impersonal—you always get something thoughtful. A framed picture from when you were kids, a playlist of songs that remind him of you, a handwritten letter (that he almost didn’t give you). You don’t think twice about it, but Sarah does. “You realize he doesn’t do this for anyone else, right?” You just shrug. “That’s just how Rafe is.” But deep down, you start to wonder.

★ If it’s important to you, it’s important to Rafe. Got a big test coming up? He stocks your fridge with your favorite snacks. Feeling sick? He’s at your door with soup before you can even text him. Celebrating something small? He acts like it’s the biggest deal in the world. And yet, you still don’t see it for what it is. But Rafe doesn’t care. As long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters.

★ While everyone else is getting flowers and cards for graduation, Rafe hands you an envelope with two things inside—a custom necklace with your initials intertwined with his and plane tickets to anywhere you’ve ever wanted to go (for both of you, of course). “Figured you deserved something big,” he says with a shrug, like it’s nothing. Like he didn’t spend weeks planning it. And when people swoon over how sweet it is, you just laugh.

★ It doesn’t have to be a holiday for Rafe to spoil you. He’ll show up unannounced with your favorite coffee, leave designer shopping bags on your bed without a word, or randomly drive you to the beach because “you’ve been stressed, kid.” It’s second nature to him. He doesn’t even think about it. And neither do you.

★ The parties, the fireworks, the countdown—it’s always the same. But every new year's, right at midnight, Rafe finds you first. He wraps his arms around you, tucks you into his side, and murmurs a quiet “Happy New Year, bub.” No matter who else is around, no matter who he was talking to before, you are always the first person he celebrates with.

★ If something upsets you, Rafe is the first to notice—even before you say anything. And before you know it, he’s dragging you out of the house, forcing you to clear your head with a drive, a late-night swim, or just sitting in his truck, eating takeout in silence. It doesn’t matter what you need—he just knows. And while others might call it romantic, to you, it’s just Rafe being Rafe.

★ The moment you tell him about your new job, he’s prouder than anyone else. Louder than anyone else. He’s already making plans to celebrate, already telling people “I knew she’d get it” like it was a fact, not a hope. And when you call him out for acting like you’re the only one who’s ever done something good, he just shrugs. “Well, you’re the only one that matters.”

★ It doesn’t hit you all at once. It happens in little moments—when you see him brush off someone else’s excitement, when you hear Sarah say “He never even did that for his ex,” when you catch him watching you like you’re the only person in the room. And suddenly, all those gifts, all those gestures, all those traditions don’t seem so casual anymore.

#rafe cameron x reader #rafe x reader #outer banks #obx #outerbanks rafe #rafe cameron #rafe obx #rafe x childhood friend!reader #obx kooks #obx pogues #unspoken claim

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mdzs-owns-my-ass-i-guess · 3 months ago

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Christmas with the MXTX couples:

HuaLian:

The most extravagantly decorated house and Christmas tree for at least several thousand miles - Hua Cheng is very particular about how everything should look to create the perfect mix between luxurious and cozy.

They use Hua Cheng's butterflies instead of Christmas lights, and mist decorations are made from gems or jewelry pieces. Everything is glittering.

With that being said, there a few absolutely fugly items scattered about the house that Xie Lian has collected through the years and formed attachments to, and Hua Cheng cannot let his aesthetic take away gege's chance to display the items he loves, unsightly as they might be.

There's always some kind of soft music playing, be it jazz or Christmas songs or instrumentals. Xie Lian loves to hum to it.

Hua Cheng lets Xie Lian cook if he wishes because he can personally take his food just fine and their guests (Mu Qing, Feng Xin, Qi Rong, He Xuan, Shi Qingxuan, Ling Wen, Pei Ming, Lang Qianqiu et. al) do not deserve the courtesy of edible food in his opinion. Besides, he loves to see gege enthusiastic about new holiday recipes. They end up cooking together most of the time though.

Xie Lian insists on wearing ugly Christmas sweaters. He thinks it's cute and funny and Hua Cheng (local diva and fashionista) shrivels up inside every time he has to put on a light up Christmas sweater. But for gege, he would do anything. He died 3 times for him, what's one day of fengqing making fun of him?

So many Christmas movies! They watch all the classics, then move on to cheesy Hallmark Christmas romances. They all need to have a happy ending though!

Everyone's gifts are from Xie Lian. Hua Cheng doesn't get anyone but his gege gifts. There are so many boxes under the tree that it's barely visible at all by this point.

Because he wears a lot of red, the others jokingly call Hua Cheng Santa Claus. He is not allowed to commit murder during the holidays so he can only glare and pout about it. Xie Lian finds it cute.

It's Yin Yu's one day off and he's also invited to the gathering but somehow still ends up organizing and directing things, just that he's a bit tipsy doing it because the eggnog slaps a bit too hard.

There is a non-zero chance one of Xie Lian's gifts consists of only a silk ribbon. And there is a non-zero chance he opens it in front of everyone by accident. Good luck explaining that one.

FengQing aren't allowed to fight each other or Hua Cheng. They end up arguing over Christmas movies as a proxy.

He Xuan brings his own food because he knows better.

WangXian:

Everyone wants to spend Christmas at the wangxian household - it's beautifully decorated, there's lots of food and a lot of opportunities for fun and chaos.

Wei Wuxian is allowed to cook but not add spices. Lan Wangji also can't add spices because he likes the bland Lan food. The compromise is to have Wen Ning taste and spice everything. It is a wonderful decision.

Mulled wine and hot chocolate are always available. You can also try some of Wei Wuxian's questionable brews, but you have to sign a waver for that.

Carolers love the wangxian household because they're very giving. There is a queue in front of their house and everything, Lan Jingyi manages it.

Lan Xichen does all the holiday baking. It's very relaxing for him and he loves being meticulous about decorating his cakes.

Decorating the Christmas tree is a family job but Sizhui always has to put the star on top. Nobody else is allowed. He has been doing this since he was 5 and will be doing so forever. Lan Wangji insists on lifting him to do so even if he can reach perfectly fine by himself now.

Wei Wuxian wraps gifts in the most chaotic way so nobody can guess what they got before they open it. They make a guessing game of it though and whoever is closest gets extra candy.

Everyone has to wear a santa hat. Yes, even Lan Qiren.

Jin Ling spends Christmas morning with Jiang Cheng and then rushes over to the wangxian house with Ouyang Zizhen. Sometimes he tries to drag his uncle with him. And sometimes he lets himself be dragged.

The gingerbread house contest is taken way too seriously by everyone. There's frosting all over the walls by the end, its a mess. There is never a clear winner and everyone accuses Lan Wangji (designated judge) to favoritism towards Lan Sizhui.

As Christmas Day ends and everybody returns to their homes, it is cleaning up and cuddling by the tree that WangXian enjoy most. If it snows, they watch it together in comfortable silence, maybe put on a movie in the background.

Then Wei Wuxian pulls the Christmas lingerie and the calm dissipates into a fit of giggles and moans.

BingQiu

Binghe enters the kitchen three days before Christmas and nobody sees him come out till Christmas Eve. He makes so much food it's insane. The place smells like a fairytale and Shen Qingqiu is pretty sure he has fallen in love with it almost as much as he's in love with his husband.

Shen Qingqiu is not allowed to do any work at all. No cooking, absolutely no cleaning, and they decorate the house together.

So much mistletoe. It's everywhere. The whole place is covered in it, their house is basically a mistletoe shrub at this point and there are so many kisses being shared

Binghe doesnt want to invite anyone over because his shizun is his and Christmas is about loved ones and Binghe definitely doesnt love those annoying peak lords! But he relents because he knows it means so much to Shen Qingqiu. He does not leave his side at all though and there's a hand around his waist constantly.

Everyone has to wear reindeer antlers just because Shen Qingqiu knows Shang Qinghua hates them and he likes pissing off this hack author. He gets over it quickly once he's given food though.

Shen Qingqiu gets so many gifts it's crazy. His harem is hard at work and he doesn't even realize it. He just thinks his friends are simply very thoughtful!

Binghe definitely gifts him some kind of strange sex toy among a million other things. It doesn't even look like a sex toy but Shen Qingqiu knows it is because the thing appeared a lot in pidw and he roasted Airplane about it every time. So much for that!

Binghe isn't allowed to fight Liu Qingge but that doesn't mean he won't try. There is a small chance of a food fight. Shang Qinghua manages the bets on who wins.

Mobei-Jun is just there cause Shang Qinghua is. He thinks this whole thing is very strange but he does like mulled wine so he will stick around. And if he and SQH disappear all of a sudden after a couple more cups of the thing, nobody asks questions.

Sha Hualing brings in some cursed demonic alcohol and SQQ has the half mind to just throw her out because he knows the effects of those drinks from pidw and he knows his body wont survive it. Binghe is very excited about it. Go figure.

Binghe does a slutty Kylie Minogue Santa Baby performance for SQQ after everyone leaves. He even has a see-through red outfit, stockings and a santa hat. Commitment to the bit I guess.

#mdzs #svsss #tgcf #wangxian #hualian #bingqiu #merry christmas!#original thots

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g4rvez-r3id · 2 months ago

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Anything For Ellie : Part Two

Spencer Reid x Single Mom!Reader

Synopsis: It’s your daughter, Ellie’s birthday and your ex has broken yet another promise to her. Spencer’s there to comfort you and perhaps, feelings come to light.

Category: Fluff

Warnings: mild angst, but mostly fluff! reader has issues with ellie’s biological father, crying, yelling, kissing- that should cover it.

Author’s Note: here is part two! anyone want a part three?

part one

It was Ellie’s birthday. And Spencer had gotten lucky with not getting called in for a case. (He’d been the first person to show up to help you decorate your apartment). Of course, he’d come to help you the night before, especially the decorations you wanted to put on the ceiling and seeing as he was tall enough to help with decorations, he was the man for the job.

There were a few hours left of the party, Ellie had been laughing and running around with her friends, having fun and playing games. And even Spencer had shown Ellie and her friends a couple of magic tricks, playing the part of the magician of the party and exciting them.

All of the moms that were there seemingly harbored a crush on Spencer, all jealous of the fact that this Spencer was your next door neighbor and even some of the moms had asked if you two were dating (and if they could get his number if he wasn’t). You’d felt a little territorial over him, laughing it off with the moms and brushing off their comments because at least they didn’t have the luxury of living next door to the sexiest man alive.

Even Penelope, Spencer’s friend — that later became your friend — made an appearance at the party. Ellie always loved the bubbly Miss Penelope Garcia and you’d met her when you’d run into him and Penelope at a coffee shop one time. Since then, Penelope had become a best friend of sorts and came to visit at the bakery all of the time since she met you.

It’d been a couple of minutes before you were going to cut the cake and have Ellie blow out her candles. You’d been waiting on her father to show, like he’d promised Ellie. And as you watched Spencer show another magic trick, you paced. You’d sent text message after text message to your ex and he’d yet to respond to you.

Finally, your phone began to buzz and your ex’s contact came through on the screen and you quickly excuse yourself from the party, going out into the hall since your apartment was noisy at the moment.

Spencer had noticed as you walked out into the hall and by the lack of appearance from Ellie’s father, he knew it was most likely him calling you. Quickly, he distracted the kids with his playing cards, telling them to try and practice the trick on each other and went to go and check on you.

When he opened the door, your back was turned to him and you were angry. “What am I supposed to tell Ellie, Mark? You promised her you’d be here!” Your ex said something on the other line and you’d yet to notice Spencer standing there by your door.

“Something always comes up, Mark. And it’s not fair to Ellie, especially on her birthday. If I knew any better, I’d say you didn’t care about her at all.” He cuts in , most likely to tell you you were wrong, but you interrupt him almost immediately. “No, you don’t care! Otherwise, you’d be here. I’ve tried giving you the benefit of the doubt for Ellie’s sake but I’m tired of bullshit excuse after bullshit excuse. And now, I have to tell Ellie how her bullshit father is not showing up to her birthday like he promised. And you know what? I’m going to the courts and requesting full custody because you cannot be bothered to be there for her like an actual father.” Another pause. “I can do that, Mark. You hardly ever see her. It will be a no-brainer. Now, if you’ll excuse me, one of us wants to be there for our daughter and since it’s definitely not you, I’m stepping up to the plate. Screw you, Mark.” And with that, you hang up and groan out of frustration.

It’s then that you see Spencer standing there and you’re flustered at the fact that he may have just witnessed that entire thing. You sigh and hold your phone up, “Ellie’s dad not coming.” You say. “Yeah, I gathered that.” Spencer stated.

“Are you okay?” Spencer asks and you scoff at him, “Am I okay? Not really.” You look down and feel the tears brimming in your eyes and you feel arms wrap around you. Spencer was never really one for hugs, so the motion kind of shocked you. You felt small as you find yourself wrapping your own arms around his torso and you just cry. And he lets you.

“Shh, it’s okay.” Spencer assures but you shake your head, “I just wanted him to keep his promise to her, for once.” Spencer rubs your back in comfort, head resting on the top of your head. “I know.” He whispers to you.

“The least he could do is show up and be there for her, you know? And I try and try and try and he’s always just… it makes me feel shitty because he acts like I keep her away from him and I don’t. I encourage their relationship and he’s the one not putting any effort for his own kid!” You exclaim out of frustration and you pull away, looking at him as you wipe your tears. “Maybe he was right, I am a hot mess.”

“I know, but you know what? It’s his loss.” Spencer tells you, putting his hands on your shoulders. “He chose not to be here but that has nothing to do with you or with Ellie. And if he wants to remain in a state of unhappiness, then that’s on him.” You sniffle as Spencer speaks to you so kindly. “You’re amazing, Y/n. You’re kind, you’re smart and funny, Ellie is so lucky to have you as a mother. I see how you are with her. And you do everything in your power to keep her happy. Your hard work does not go unnoticed, Y/n. Don’t think otherwise.”

You sniffle as you nod at him. “Okay.” Spencer puts a hand over your shoulder. “You’re doing just fine without him around.” He assures and you nod again, “How is it that you always know exactly what to say?”

Spencer simply shrugs, but you stare in awe. You’d had no idea that he thought you were amazing. And he told you you were a great mother. And by no means did you look from validation from a man but Spencer… he was different. Hearing this praise from him made you feel confident. And confident enough to do what you were about to do next.

You’d both been standing close so you don’t know exactly who initiated it or what but one second, you were staring at his lips and then next, they were on yours. And by the look on Spencer’s face, which was mostly laced with shock and confusion — you were the one that leaned in.

You quickly back up, “Oh, my gosh. Oh, my gosh, I am so sorry.”

“Wait, Y/n—”

“We can totally forget that just happened.” You quickly look at your watch. “I need to— It’s time for Ellie to blow out her candles.”

You attempt to head back in your apartment when you feel Spencer grab you by your hand and twirl you around as your lips meet his again and this time, you melt into his touch. His hands are holding your face as he kisses you, so passionately you nearly want to lift your leg up like they do in the movies.

You pull away when it becomes a chore to breathe and you look at Spencer as he asks, “Can I take you out on a date sometime soon?” He asks and you smile with wide eyes and a small nod, “Okay.”

“We should probably go back in, Ellie’s probably waiting for cake.” Spencer reminds you and you nod, “Oh, right!”

You walk back into your apartment, Spencer behind you as you walk over to the cake and light the candles. Ellie is sat at the table with her friends and you place the cake in front of her with a large smile as you encourage everyone to begin to sing ‘happy birthday’.

“Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Ellie, happy birthday to you!” Ellie closes her eyes and makes a wish before she blows out her candles and you look up at Spencer with a large smile on your face.

“Alrighty, Ellie, cake or presents first?” You ask and Ellie cheers, “Presents! Presents!”

There was a whole table filled with presents just for your daughter. Penelope had begged for Ellie to open hers first and she’d received kinetic sand, a doodle pad and three squish-mallows. She was spoiled rotten, the girl. She’d received toys, more stuffed animals for her collection, pretty much everything she wanted. Spencer had been bringing the presents to her, putting them in front of her and watching them being demolished by Ellie. It was only a matter of time before one more present was left on the table.

“Oh, it looks like this one is from Spencer!” You exclaim, looking at the man with a guilty smile on his face and Ellie cheered as she began to unwrap her present and nearly shrieks when she sees what he got her.

“What is it, love?” You ask and Ellie smiles as she shows her friends. “Spencer got me a magic kit!” Spencer had indeed gotten her a magic kit. She’d had her very own cape, gloves, hat and trinkets. “Oh, and here!” Spencer reaches over, giving her his card deck. “But this is your card deck!”

“I know, but every great magician needs a good deck. And you have the greatest there is.” Spencer smiles and Ellie laughs, “Now, I can be just like you!” You look up at the man with a large smile and then back at Ellie, “What do you say, Ellie?”

“Thank you, Mr. Spencer!” Ellie says and Spencer nods, “Oh, of course, Ellie! Anything for you.” You look over at Spencer and he gives you a sly wink and you smirk his way and Ellie looks at you, “Mommy?”

“Yes?”

“Can I have some cake now?”

“Of course, princess.” You tell her and Spencer decides to help you with that as well.

Later, you’ll have to tell Ellie that her dad wasn’t able to make it but as far as you know, the whole thing with your ex is behind you. You occasionally steal glances from Spencer — who you’re going on a date with soon, you keep reminding yourself because it’s so weird to think — and smile to yourself in a way that makes you think how funny life is.

Spencer feels the same way, you think in your head. It’s so crazy to you that he does. And he kissed you. And he asked you on a date! Suddenly, the signs are clear like no other. He’s always liked you. He’s had to have. You look at him one more time and when you look up, he seems to already be staring at you and that just confirms it for you.

You are going on a date with Spencer Reid.

This should be interesting.

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coldtimemachinegiver · 20 days ago

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Worship (Leon Kennedy X Fem!Reader)

Author: I would like to apologize in advance for any grammar mistakes. English is not my first language, and I wrote this story in a rush of creativity (which don't happen often), so I didn't review it for any mistakes.

Warnings: Smut, Cunnilingus, Swearing, Praise Kink (Kinda?), a hint of Food Play, light breeding kink, a hint of Size Kink, Blowjob, a little bit of Fluff (Leon deserves to be worshiped) and Vaginal Sex.

Pairing: Leon S. Kennedy X Reader

The girl glanced at the kitchen clock. Leon would be home any minute and she was still setting the dinner table. The chicken she had spent the afternoon seasoning was on the stove finishing cooking, and the other side dishes were ready, just waiting to be placed on the table.

It was a rainy, cold night, the dog was in the living room, sleeping peacefully close to the warm fireplace. The TV was on, playing the latest news at a low volume as the rain violently patterned on the windows.

In the midst of all the running around, she didn't even notice the front door opening, nor did she hear the sound of keys jingling as Leon locked the door and the dog barking as he ran anxiously to greet his owner, whom he hadn't seen in weeks.

Patting the dog's head, Leon takes off his shoes at the entrance before walking inside the kitchen, leaning against the wall, watching amused as the girl ran from one side to the other, lost in her thoughts as she was finishing icing the cake.

He was exhausted, dirt and sweat caking his body, his wet clothes due to the rain clinging uncomfortably. But as soon as he saw the love of his life in the kitchen, decorating a cake without a worry in her head, her cute apron tied around her waist, and Leon's clothes hanging loosely on her small frame, all discomfort and tiredness drained away, and he urged to feel her warm touch again.

"Hey, sweetheart." He greets, chuckling softly when the girl jumps, startled from her thoughts. Gazing up at him with doe eyes, she launches herself onto his arms without a second thought, burying her face into his chest. His arms snakes around her waist, hugging her body tightly and sticking his nose in the girl's hair, smelling her hair. "Missed you." His voice came out muffled as he peppered kisses on her hairline, cheeks and forehead, until he reached her lips, kissing her softly.

They had been weeks apart from each other, relying only on phone calls or text messages as soon as possible, but it wasn't always that he had the luxury of being able to stop for a few minutes to hear her voice, either because he needed to keep fighting, walking, or because it was the middle of the night, and he didn't have the heart to wake her up in the middle of her sleep.

Noticing this, the girl started sending audio messages, telling him about her day, how the dog was doing or the latest gossip from work, but never forgetting to tell him how much she loved him, and how much they missed him. She didn't know when would be the last time she could say this, and it broke her.

They spent a few minutes glued to each other in a warm embrace, the girl listened to Leon's steady heartbeat, happy to finally have her life partner safe and sound at home. "I made dinner, it's your favourite." She mumbled, not really ready to let go.

"Babe, shower with me." He begged, glancing down at the girl, mustering the best puppy eyes he could. "We shower, eat, then we can cuddle all night long." He promised, aching to feel the girl's naked body against his. She nodded, they still had 30 minutes until the chicken was ready, and she had already finished icing the cake, a small surprise for later.

In a swift move, the blonde grabs the girl by her thighs, a surprised shriek escaping her lips as he quickly runs up the stairs, carrying the girl with him.

Placing the girl standing on the linoleum bathroom floor, Leon begins to undress her as if she were a gift, revealing her soft breasts to the cold bathroom air. "You're still fully dressed." She mumbled, shivering, eyes averting to the floor when she felt Leon's heat gauze shameless checking her naked body like a hungry hawk.

Peeling Leon's clothes, starting with his jacket, throwing it into the laundry basket, along with his black shirt that was stuck to his body due to sweat and rain, his pants and his underwear. Naked, they both enter the shower, Leon turning on the water at a temperature warm enough to untie the knots in his body.

He moaned when the warm water hit his body, the girl watched him with shining eyes, his bulk body never failed to amaze her. His muscular and drawn arms, big enough to make her mouth salivate, urging to bite them, the moles on his body made her create a mental reminder for when they were together again she would try to connect them with a pen.

Leon chuckled softly as he noticed how she could barely take her eyes off his exposed arms and sculpted chest. "Am I distracting you?" He teased, a smirk on his lips.

Water running down their bodies, the girl grabbed the body wash, squirting a bit on her hand and soaped the blonde's body, feeling his solid muscles flexing deliciously beneath her palms with every move she made. His hair soaking wet as it was slicked back, water running down his face, glancing down at her with adoring eyes.

Leon was still a bit worn out from his mission, but he felt better now that he was at home, with his girlfriend. Pulling her to him, pressing her to his wet, soapy body. The girl grabbed him by the neck, pulling him to her level, crashing their lips in a searing kiss.

He was surprised at her sudden boldness, but soon reciprocated. He leaned forward, tightening his grip on her waist as in a possessive manner, kissing her passionately.

In one quick movement he pressed her against the wall, trapping her between his arms, dominating the kiss. His tongue swiftly invaded her lips, tangling with her tongue, claiming her mouth.

The kiss was hot and almost demanding, he was devouring her mouth, tongue continuing to explore while his hands roamed and searched all over her body. He pulled the girl so close that there was almost no space between the two, the soap made their bodies slippery as Leon's hands went down the girl's body, as if trying to keep in his memory all her curves, until he reached her butt, slightly spanking it.

The girl's lips moved to kiss along his defined jawline, and then the soft expanse of his neck, nipped at the skin, leaving small red marks in her wake. His touch was hot against her skin, calloused hands leaving a wake trail of goosebumps in their path.

He let out a low chuckle as he felt the girl's small hands grabbing his now rock-hard cock. "Eager now, are we?" He whispered in her ear, trembling with desire.

Even though the two had not seen each other for weeks, without feeling each other's touch, Leon still wanted their reunion to be in a more special place, preferably in bed. But, overwhelmed with her delicious smell, searing touch as she starts to jerk off his cock, resisting temptation was proving to be the most impossible challenge he had ever faced.

At the moment his cock was about to invade the girl's warmth, the stove alarm started beeping loudly, informing them that dinner was ready.

Grunting, frustrated, Leon tenderly kisses the girl's forehead, they finish washing up and leave the bathroom, the girl makes a bee-line to the closet, getting clothes for both of them. Leon pretends to look indignant when the girl hands him a change of clean clothes, she puts on the blond's favorite sweater that she had found in her own drawer.

"So that's where it ended up, I spent months looking for him." He teasingly comments. She shrugs, happily skipping to the kitchen, eager to show her boyfriend the surprise she had spent all day preparing.

Leon's blue eyes shine when he sees the table set, his favorite food waiting for him along with his beloved girlfriend, giddily waiting for him. "Surprise." She sang, urging him to step closer. "I spent the day cooking it, hope you like it." Leon never made a big deal out of his birthday, until they started dating 2 years ago.

She hides her hands in the sleeves of her sweater, he knew the girl did that when she was nervous. As if he was in a 5-star restaurant, she pulls out the chair for him to sit, he softly chuckles at her attitude, obeying, the girl with a little difficulty manages to push the bulky blonde to the table.

He arranges his plate, trying to get a little bit of everything since the girl had cooked for a battalion. Taking the first bite, he sighs. "I missed your cooking so much, sweetheart."

She grins from ear to ear, happy that her effort paid off. "I'm glad you liked it." She watches the man with adoring eyes as he devours the food, going for seconds. Anxiously waiting for him to finish his meal to continue the surprise. "Now." She stands up when the man cleans off his plate, and Leon gives her a curious look. "I need you to close your eyes, pretty please."

"Your eyes are closed?" She shouted from the kitchen, just her head sticking out of the door, trying to hide the rest of her body. "Sure, baby." Leon answers, his hands covering his eyes.

He hears the girl's quick, light footsteps approaching, they stop when she gets close, and he feels her shake his shoulder anxiously. "You can open them now."

When he opens his eyes, a round cake decorated with icing, sprinkles and candles is in front of him. The clumsy and cute writing on top of the cake, wishing a happy 27th birthday.

Leon feels tears burning in his eyes, they had been there since the beginning of the night, when he had seen the girl for the first time. This time he wasn't sure if he would come back alive from the mission, and he was ecstatic just to be near her once again. Now all the power he had been holding back had been emptied, and the fat tears ran down his cheeks freely.

The sight of his beloved crying tugs at the girl's heartstrings. Concern etched on her face, and gently touched his arm, asking, "Hey, what's wrong?" She kneels beside him, holding his face with both hands, forcing the man to look at her.

Leon does his best to try to wipe away the tears, his voice breaking as he tries to explain himself. "It's just...I almost didn't come home today. Every night I listened to one of your audios, to try to calm myself down, I imagined you comfortable at home with our dog. I regretted all the times I couldn't stay up late in bed with you, of not going out with you more often, of not telling you more that I loved you." He swallows hard, the vision of the girl's face blurred with tears.

She launches herself on his arms, hugging him tightly. "You deserve to be celebrated, baby. You're my hero, I love you so much."

Leon was caught off guard by the surprise, and he melted into the girl's arms. He needed that. For most of his life, Leon felt alone, having to overcome ever greater obstacles at such a young age, he needed to be stronger, faster, more resilient with each new mission, but it didn't stop hurting when someone forgot his birthday. Little by little, he learned to put this pain aside, but everything fell apart when the girl came like a hurricane into his life, coaxing the date out of him, and since then, throwing a small party, either with a few friends, or doing something more intimate.

The blonde felt safe and peaceful in her arms, he didn't want to let the moment end. She handed him the spatula to cut the cake. "Now, you need to cut the cake, I made your favorite." Leon takes a shaky deep breath, eyes still watery. "You're too perfect. I'm so lucky to have you." His voice still hoarse, a shy smile tugging at his lips.

The girl was playing with Leon's fingers while he slowly devoured the cake, humming happily with each bite. Her heart fills with warmth, as she observes the love of her life clumsy eating the cake, a little bit of colored icing smudged on his nose "I should be the one saying that." She murmurs almost to herself, voice filled with affection.

Leon lifts his head, his expression a mix of happiness and vulnerability, a few remaining almost-dry tears painting his flustered cheeks. The girl reaches up and gently brushes them away. In a swift move, the man gently grabs her arms, pulling her to sit on his lap, so now she was straddling him, sitting on his beefy thighs.

His hands grabs her waist, the grip possessive and tight, as if he didn't want her to ever leave. Pressing his body against hers, Leon looked into her eyes, his baby blue eyes filled with hunger, desire for the girl growing by each second. Kissing her neck passionately, leaving a trail of kisses from her ear down to her shoulder. She shivers, wrapping her arms around the blonde's neck, soft whimpers escaping her lips.

Grinding her hips against Leon's, rubbing her panties-clad pussy on his clothed cock, feeling the hard bulge through the thin fabric of his shorts. The blonde let out a low guttural growl. Pulling her even closer, chest flush against his, Leon grabbed the girl's waist tightly, taking control of the situation and increasing her movements, the need to claim her, to paint her insides with his warm cum growing with every passing second. The blonde loudly whines, feeling overwhelmed, his weeping cock begging for attention, to feel the walls of her wet and tight pussy.

Their lips met again in a searing, messy kiss, lips and tongue fighting and demanding. The girl desesperately sucked on Leon's tongue, the sound hot and primal, the desire both felt for each other was almost out of control as they rubbed themselves like animals.

Leon runs one hand under sweater, up her back, awakening goosebumps on its trail, he quickly removes it, exposing her naked body to the cold air of the room. Her breasts spilled out, begging for attention, nipples hard as a rock. The blonde chuckles to himself, feeling pleased with the view. He missed the girl's beautiful mounds, missed sleeping on them, feeling the soft skin in the middle of the night when his rough scarred hands grabbed them, sucking on her nipples as they were the best lollipop he ever tasted, how he could make the girl cum without ever touching her pussy, only licking and kissing her sensitive breasts.

She shot him a puzzled look as Leon slightly reached forward, reaching for the half-eaten cake that was still on the table. Scooping up some of the frosting with his fingers, with a devilish on his face, Leon smeared the sweet treat on the girl's nipples, looking at her with a wolfish grin, eyes dark with need. He began to kiss and suck her chest, purposely avoiding her aching breasts, leaving red marks in his wake as his hands roamed over her body. He felt the girl squirming on his lap, desperate to feel his tongue where she needed the most. Watching in satisfaction as she shivered and gasped at the sensation.

"Please...Don't tease me." She shyly begs. Leon growled hungrily, latching his lips onto the girl's nipples like a man starved. He sucked and nibbled the sensitive buds mercilessly, determined to wring every last drop of pleasure from her quivering body. Large hands roamed greedily over her curves, squeezing and kneading her soft flesh, relishing each desperate whimper and gasp that spilled from her lips. He dragged his tongue through the sticky mess, lapping up every last drop. The combination of the cream and her sweet skin was intoxicating.

He wouldn't stop until he'd utterly ruined her for the night. The girl quivers beneath his touch, begging for more as the blonde softly grabs the two soft mounds, pushing them together as he greedily sucks on both nipples at once, loudly slurping the cream as he lets go of her nipples with a pop. "Delicious, I missed your taste babygirl." He told her affectionately, voice raspy as he spoke, looking at her in the eyes, gaze heated and heavy. He could feel the need and desire flowing through her body as a hot, needy wave, and he wanted nothing more than to satisfy it.

He took a moment to admire her chest, red love bites covering the area, her puffy, sensitive nipples, he slightly rubbed her finger over one, and her entire body jerked as she cried. He chuckled to himself, amused with the messy state the girl was in, disheveled hair, sweaty body moving with her heavy breathing, eyes slightly blurred with tears. His eyes widened with realisation. "You just came?" She lazily nods, feeling uncomfortable now that her cum-stained panties now cling to her creamy pussy.

"Sorry." She sniffled, spending weeks without ever touching herself intimately or using the vibrator Leon gifted her, she was feeling extremely pented up and the only one who could ever make her satisfied was Leon.

Leon lifts her up like she was a feather, placing the girl sitting on the table. Her white cotton panties were on view, as the girl invitingly opened her legs, showing him the wet spot in the middle of her panties, her sweet cream escaped through the edges of the panties as Leon licked his lips, ready to feast on the girl. He flattened his tongue on the wet spot on his panties, and the girl squirmed and grab a handful of his hair.

"Why are you sorry babygirl?" He teases. Leon smirked, trailing his fingers up her inner thigh, rubbing slow circles over the damp patch on her panties, eliciting a shuddering moan. "Can't wait to bury my face in this sweet cunt." Leon grinned wolfishly, hooking his fingers in the waistband of her panties and dragging them down her legs, the cloth pooling around her toes. The blonde wasted no time burying his face between her thighs, groaning at the intoxicating scent of her arousal. Leaning in he captured her pussy in a filthy kiss, tongue delving deep to claim her mound, slurping her cum, his other hand reached up to roughly grope her breast, pinching and twisting the sensitive nipple. The girl cried out, leaning on the table as her grip on Leon's hair tightened.

Spreading her slick folds with his thumbs, Leon sealed his lips around her swollen clit and suckled hard, flicking the sensitive bundle of nerves with the tip of tongue as he thrust two fingers knuckle-deep into her creamy cunt, pumping them in tandem with the lashes he rained upon her throbbing bud. Leon worked her over with single-minded determination, driven by a primal need to taste her release on his tongue. Her moans grew increasingly frantic, back arching off the table as her orgasm built.

With a final hard suck, he sent her flying over the edge, cries of ecstasy escaping her lips as she spasmed around his fingers and tongue, her warm cum seeping through her folds. Leon greedily slurps it, cleaning her pussy. "You're so tasty. I'm afraid I'm going to spend the entire night eating this sweet pussy." He cheekily grins and she complains.

"No please, need your cock." The girl begs, now fully sitting on the table, glueing her forehead to Leon's. " Want to suck your cock." Leon blushed and he felt his heart rate increase slightly, the girl's warm breath hit his face and she captured his lips in a soft kiss, tongue almost immediately invading his mouth as she tasted herself on his lips.

The girl squeaks surprised when Leon grabs her by her thighs, carrying her spent body to their shared bedroom, kicking the door open, and gently laying the girl on the bed. Leon smirked, stripping himself bare naked as the girl knees on the edge of the bed. "Please fuck my mouth." She whimpers, mouth watering at the sight of his fully rock hard cock.

"You're my good girl, aren't you? The girl gagged around his girth, saliva dripped down her chin as fat tears rolled down her cheeks. Pulling out, she drags her tongue along the underside from balls to his tip, savoring his musky flavor. Her plump lips wrap around the bulbous tip and she suckles hungrily, moaning around his dick. "Mmm, your cock is delicious!" She takes Leon even deeper, gagging slightly as he hit the back of her throat. Her head bobs faster, drool dripping down her chin as she loses herself pleasuring her partner.

Tears streamed down her face as he fucked her face ruthlessly, using her mouth as his personal cock sleeve. Leon grunted, fisting his hands in her hair as she eagerly swallowed him down. The wet heat of her mouth was pure bliss, tongue swirling around his length as she bobbed her head as fast as she could. He bucked into her face, fucking her throat raw, relishing the muffled gagging sounds she made.

Leon threw his head back and unleashed a torrent of cum straight down her gullet as she swallowed every last drop. Stepping back to admire his work with a satisfied smile, as the girl gasped for air, body sweaty as she tried to compose herself.

Manhandling the girl onto her back, settling between her spread thighs, he nudged the swollen sensitive mushroom head of his cock against her soaked entrance, teasing her.

"Look at my sweet babygirl, so desperate for my dick." He circled her clit with his thumb, applying just enough pressure to make her squirm. As he caged her in her arms, pinning the smaller girl to the bed, chest to chest, holding her captive beneath him.

"Please, I need it so bad." Tears brimming her eyes, she begs to feel his cock destroy her insides once again. "Take me! Ruin me with your cock, fuck me until I'm leaking with your cum." She slurs her words, clearly intoxicated by his cum, desperate to be stretched and filled by his manhood.

Leon leaned down to capture her lips in a bruising kiss, swallowing her pleasured moans as he finally sheathed himself fully inside her tight pussy with one powerful stroke. "I'm gonna fill this tight pussy." He groans, beginning to piston his hips, pounding her pussy ruthlessly. The girl's nails dig into his strong shoulders as she thrashes beneath the hunk of a man, squealing in delight as her velvety walls clench uncontrollably around Leon's shaft.

"Hnngghh...y-you're so deep...rearranging my guts..." She slurs deliriously, drool running down her ching. Her puffy pussy lips clinging to his pistoning shaft, stretched taut around his incredible girth. Each powerful thrust makes her petite frame jerk like a ragdoll, tits swinging wildly.

Leon's cock visibly distending her tummy outward with each savage thrust. Tears stream down her face from the intense pressure stretching her beyond limits. Drool pours from her slack mouth as she stares adorably with glassy-eyes at Leon, lost in the haze of his baby blue eyes.

The obscene slap of skin on skin filled the room, punctuated by her broken moans and his needy whimpers. Leon angled his hips to hit that secret mush spot inside her, determined to make her fall apart on his cock. He captured her lips in a filthy kiss, swallowing her screams of ecstasy as she clamped down around him like a vice.

"Yes!" She cries out wantonly, wrapping her legs around his waist to pull him deeper. Her soft breasts bounced wildly with each powerful thrust. Her juices flow freely, soaking his cock and balls as Leon pounded her into oblivion. Her body quivers and shakes uncontrollably from the intense pleasure. "S-so full...so deep...I can barely breathe!" She pants heavily, inner muscles flutteing around his thickness.

Sweat glistened their naked slippery bodies as Leon rutted into her like a man possessed, determined to stake his claim. Grunting, Leon grips her hips tightly as he pounds into her mercilessly. The headboard slams against the wall, echoing obscenely through the quiet house. He leans down, kissing her forehead

"Take it all, my sweet angel. Milk my cock dry." Unrelentingly pounding her spasming cunt with animalistic fervor. "Fuck yes, soak my dick babe!" He snarled, his hand snaking through their bodies to massage her clit, eliciting a broken cry from the girl.

With a final brutal thrust, he buries himself to the hilt, erupting inside her convulsing cunt. Thick ropes of cum paint her insides, claiming her utterly, flooding her womb with his seed. She throws her head back in ecstasy, tongue lolling out as she surrenders completely, crossing her eyes as he painted her insides white. Quivering and spasming in the throes of a mind-shattering orgasm.

Collapsing atop her, Leon peppered kisses along her sweat-dampened neck, murmuring praises in her ear. The girl convulses wildly, milking Leon's cock, his softening member still buried in her cream-filled cunny.

Twitching and mewling, the girl was utterly spent beneath Leon's body. Thick rivulets of cum leak out, dribbling down her thighs.

"Mm, my perfect little cockwarmer." He purred sensually in her ear. "I'm gonna stay buried in this tight heat all night long." Leon nuzzled into the crook of her neck, breathing in her scent as he continued to lazily hump her pliant body, savoring the closeness as they slowly drifted to sleep wrapped in each other's embrace.

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